(You could be the President)(You could be the President)(One nation, oh my god)(You could be the President)I went to my dentist's at 3rd and MarketThat wisdom tooth had to goI'd never seen my dentist so friendly beforeAs he put me under he shook my hand and said "Congratulations"Was he saluting my courage?I woke up to the smell of cigar smokeI thought I heard my name being shoutedI opened my eyes, I was onstage standing right next to the candidateAcross the hall I saw banners with his name and mineMy mouth was still numb but I smiled bigI still had the bib around my neckOne of the press photographers yelled "How about a couple without theBib? "And it's trueHere I amThis could never happen in RussiaLook Ma, it's meRestores my faith in the democratic processI've never understood party politicsAnd I've never figured out how vice-president candidates are chosenWho would have believed it's from your dental recordsBut it's trueHere I amThis could never happen in RussiaLook Ma, it's meRestores my faith in the democratic processYeah it's trueThis could only happen in AmericaLook Ma, it's meI've got some faith in the democratic processThis could never happen in RussiaHi Mom